Thursday, April 24, 2014


Calling into meadows of love is my wife
While the shadows are waning at dusk 
As the sun sets down, calling to have fun
Musicians unfold their guitars to start their busk
The green grass turns black at night
Moon wades to radiate its light
My love, lying in the grass
Glowing bright under the moonlight
Calls me to hold her tight
The black crows and the white doves
Flew to their nests to make private love
Now it's our time to make love

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I firstly declare here that all the content written in the blog is exclusively written by me and I hold the copyrights of each and everything. Be it a poem or a movie review. Also, the videos or photographs I upload or attach are exclusively owned by me. This declaration is important in a world that seems so worried of piracy. The prime purpose of these blogs is to put my writings and photographs on the net. and well to start with.... I live in my mind, and existence is the attempt to bring my thoughts into physical reality, I celebrate myself, sing myself and I am always happy in my own company.....I am not the best in the world but I strive for excellence and thats what keeps me alive... Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself--Friedrich Nietzsche